Chapter 810 Fermentation
Now, a heavy rain in Ezhou has given hope to the people of Chenzhou across the river. Many people have spread the news, and it is unknown who spread the rumor that Ezhou is the blessed land blessed by God and only by going there can one survive.
"Father, what should we do now?" Zhao Ling asked humbly.
Zhao Bing glanced at Zhao Ling and said with a bow, "Father, I have something to say."
"Oh," King Zhao said, calming down and looking at him, "tell me about it."
Zhao Bing pondered, "Several prefectures are currently suffering from drought, and our stored grain can't possibly feed so many people. Why not let those refugees gathered along the Lan River 'escape' to Ezhou? Although it's rained there these past two days, they were also experiencing the same drought as us. I don't believe they can afford to feed so many people."
King Zhao's eyes flickered, and he did not comment on Zhao Bing's words. Instead, he looked at Zhao Ling and asked, "What do you think?"
"My son thought..." Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Bing, his lips moving. After a few breaths, he continued, "Third brother, this is inappropriate."
King Zhao raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
It's strange today. This eldest son has never had his own opinion, but now he knows how to refute the third son's words.
Zhao Ling straightened his back, clasped his hands behind his back, and clenched them into fists, but remained calm as he spoke, "Father always said that nothing can be done without people. We don't have enough food to feed these people right now, but no one knows when the drought will end. If we let them go to Ezhou now, we won't be able to bring them back later."
His words made King Zhao's gaze grow deeper and deeper, and his expression grew more and more serious as he looked at him.
Zhao Bing's face twisted slightly for a moment, but soon returned to normal, with a look of shame and inferiority on his face.
"Who told you these words?" King Zhao waited for Zhao Ling to finish speaking, and then spoke after a while.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ling immediately knelt down and said respectfully, "This is all what I have been thinking. Please forgive me, Father."
The more he said this, the more confused King Zhao became, because Zhao Ling was not the kind of person who could say such words.
Zhao Bing, who was standing beside him, also knelt down and said, "Father, what my elder brother said makes sense. It is my son who has been short-sighted. Please punish me."
"You just expressed your thoughts, why should I punish you?" King Zhao glanced at the two of them indifferently, "Get up."
Zhao Ling and Zhao Bing stood up at the same time, both feeling a little nervous.
After a moment, King Zhao waved to the two of them and said, "Go down. I still have official business to attend to."
Zhao Ling and Zhao Bing's expressions changed, but neither of them said anything. After bowing, they respectfully left the study.
After walking out of King Zhao's courtyard, the two brothers stopped together.
"Brother, I underestimated you in the past. Please forgive me and help me in the future." Zhao Bing bowed.
However, Zhao Ling seemed a little absent-minded. He said perfunctorily, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first." Then he left in a hurry.
Zhao Bing stared at his back and said to his followers, "Go and find out if there's anything unusual happening to the prince lately."
"Yes." The follower took the order and left.
Zhao Bing looked back at King Zhao's courtyard, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he left quickly.
He was too popular some time ago, now it's time to tone it down.
On the banks of the Lanjiang River, because of the rainfall in Ezhou, more and more people wanted to go to Ezhou to make a living. This matter became completely fermented because heavy rain fell again in Ezhou five days later.
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